My daughter does NOT like to go through a revolving door. She hates them. She panics when she sees one. Some times you do what you gotta do though. We went to the court house down town Indianapolis. You guessed it the only way in is through a revolving door. So. We get to the door and her 5 year old daughter who must have caught on says, "Mommy it's ok me and Grandma will go through the REVOLTING door first."

On a cold, windy afternoon my lips were getting very chapped. Our last erand was the gro. store and I just couldn't handle the chapped lips any longer. We went next door to a small discount store (gro stores, at that time, did not carry a good selection cosmetics). Finally with my purchase, I just proceeded to just apply, and apply the gloss liberally, since now the chapped part was above the lip line. Then on gro shopping. I noticed the checker just couldn't make eye contact and thought it was odd. Oh, well, back to the car to reapply the lip gloss - but to my horror, I had chosen a lip gloss that WAS CLEAR, but changed to BRIGHT PINK when applied. I just looked awful-clown lips-like a small child who had gotten in her mother's makeup and just started applying and I was in public like that! I asked my husband WHY he hadn't told me....never got a good answer-I think he was so stunned, he couldn't say anything. I check all lip glosses I buy now-ones that don't change color!

My daughter was having a discussion with my six year old grandson about why a certain friend (a girl) could not come for a sleepover like his other friends. He looked at her after a moment and said "Well when I grow up I can sleep with a woman!" She was so surprised all she could do was laugh...

Mine isn't nearly as funny, but I'll tell it anyhow. We were living in Dayton, Ohio and heading to my sister's in Cleveland. I couldn't remember the name of the street she lived off of, and had asked my younger sister what the name of the road was, since I couldn't get in touch with my older sister. Well, younger sis told me she couldn't remember, but she knows it had something to do with pickles. The name of the road? Dille .....

Last Saturday my daughter and I visited a farmer's market. At one produce stand being tended by several members of the same family, we decided to buy a small basket of their large beautiful limes. The grandpa of the family told us the basketful was just the right amount to make limeade. He said mix the juice of all the limes with one gallon of water and one cup of sugar. Then, with a little grin he said, "And add tequila....." Without thinking, I piped up "as desired!" That got a big laugh out of everyone in the booth.

These stories are great for cheering up :) Keep em coming!

When my son was in the first or second grade, I got a call from the principal of our local grade school. It seems that my DS had taken a little sex ed book for children to school with him for show and tell! The book came back home covered in brown paper!

One time my MIL volunteered to help me and DH paint our house. We were working on the last area, our front porch. We didn't have the porch floor down, just sheets of plywood over the floor joists so we could (carefully) walk around. MIL was sitting on the plywood painting, and my husband kept warning her to stay in the middle because the plywood might tip if she got too close to the edge. No sooner had he said it, the sheet of plywood flipped up, and MIL was under the porch. The bucket of paint she had was spilling everywhere and she called DH to grab it. He ran over, slid in the paint and went flying off the porch! No one was hurt and we all had a good laugh...and I stayed out of the mess because I was on the ladder caulking the windows! :-D

Here's another one...one time I tripped going down the steps of MIL's back porch. MIL saw it and rushed to help me, but she tripped too and fell right on top of me! After the initial shock we both sat there laughing!

I have done this one also :(

I was about 14 years old at the time of this incident. My friend and I went with my Dad one fall day to 2 different farms to collect the eggs. On the way home they asked where the eggs were. I said on the seat. Errr, it was the seat I was sitting in! My friend has a picture of a little boy with cracked eggs all around him, all I have to do is look at that picture and my face turns red!

Jeannie,

You handled it better than I would have. My son was always such a mischief maker. His freshman year in high school was a prime example. When you go to the school to pick up students each day they put out orange cones and make you drive around the out edge of one side of the parking lot and then direct out our of the parking lot the same way. My son moved the exit cones so that everyone ended up on the other side of the school instead of the exit.

I laughed so hard I almost had an accident while reading this.

That is the way it works....some kids are full of mischief - my brother was one of those... If it is laugh or cry, I would rather laugh! Jeannie

My youngest went to her first day of Kindergarten...I was a free woman!!! I took a LONG hot shower, put on fresh makeup, did my hair and wore my prettiest sun dress to go the the grocery store. As I walked through the aisles strangers were smiling at me. I thought... Geeze I must look better than I thought!. As I was putting my groceries in the trunk of my car, I looked down and saw that I was wearing 2 totally different shoes! A pink sandal and and a purple one!

Our youngest son was about 3 years old and talking very well. I took him grocery shopping with me. We got to the cereal isle and he was looking very seriously for Grape Nuts cereal. He couldn't find it and asked loudly like 3 year olds do, "Mom! Where is Dad's special cereal? You know, the one that keeps him regular??!!" The poor woman standing beside us almost wet her pants laughing!

Really loved these stories. Am having a very blue day missing my husband (this would have been our 18th wedding anniversary) and these have all helped to cheer me up. God bless you all!

That's what I was hoping for...
to cheer people up when down or blue.
Hugs

When my son was about 7, we went shopping to several stores and I did a quick stop at a woman's clothing shop. There was a clearance rack of items that I quickly browsed, and pulled out a simple teal, very short nightgown, very slinky & silky (but not see-through). As I looked at the price tag, he gasped, "You're not getting THAT, are you???" I said I didn't know, was there a reason I shouldn't? He said in dismay, "That's not for moms! That's for women like Vanna White!" (At that time I guess we had Wheel of Fortune on with some frequency.) Well, even though I'm not sized anywhere close to Vanna, I marched that gown immediately to the checkout counter and told him that moms could indeed wear this! We laughed about this for years.

He got married this past weekend. At a bridal shower I gave his finance a very slinky nightgown, and told her the Vanna White story.

Oh sweetie I'm so sorry for your lose. I'm glad that our story's helped you get through the day. Big hugs.

Robyn

OMG That reminds me of the night my brother's dog called me! Caller ID said it was from my brother in Texas but all I could hear when I answered was this weird breathing. I was yelling into the phone "Greg, Greg, are you all right!" No reply but the breathing. Finally, I heard some snuffling and realized it was the dog, particulary when I gave the command 'sit' and got silence for a few moments. I called my sister to ask for Greg's cell # and let her listen to the house phone through my cell and she started giggling and pretty soon I am laughing, then my husband is doing his hysterical laugh and we couldn't stop!
The next day I called my brother and he didn't seem to get how funny it was.

OMGOSH~~~I'm laughing just reading this...

one day our beautiful 3 yr old gd looks over at my dh and says to him... pa pa... you're just so full of beans.. omg we lost it.. just out of the blue she did that... tooo cute...

then one time when she turned 4 she was into sooo many things she was not suppose to be into.. I was getting after her and after her.. finally she looked at me and says mi mi.. what is my problem today that I can't stay out of your stuff? omg again... I lost it.. and I was done getting after her and we went for a walk...

omg this one is tooooo awesome.... i can see mine saying this when they get older.... roflmao...

For many years my family owned a lakeside cabin. Our main residence was also near a lake so, needless to say, my siblings and I learned to swim rather well. One thing we enjoyed when we were children was lining up on the edge of the raft and diving into the water together. One day, at the cabin, my two brothers, their wives, and I were resting on our raft after swimming. With my SILs sitting on the far edge, my brothers and I lined up. We quickly realized that we weren't children anymore as the edge sank a few inches into the water. With a quick warning to my SILs of "hang on!" we dove off. We came to the surface to hear them cursing at us as they climbed back onto the raft. Seems the raft lobbed them into the air and into the water as we dove off. Of course, being siblings, we have the same warped sense of humor and burst out laughing which made them all the more angry, rightfully so. But it was still funny. :-)

I know this is an older thread but some of the stories are so funny.

When I was in school I was an early bloomer. I had a 36C chest when every one else was padding their training bras. Mom still had me in those thin little, no support things that looked pretty. Well, needless to say gjym class was horrible and I'd find ways to skip the class. Parents got called in and I finally confessed that it hurt to run around, all that bouncing...so Dad took me immediately to JC Penny to the adult bra section and annouced loudly, voice reverberating through the department "My baby girl needs a good bra so she don't bounce when she runs."

And years later every time we're at the store with a bra section, "C.C., You need any bras?" loudly, across the store. "No Dad, thanks. I'm 40 years old. I can buy my own now."

Things are always funnier when you are not supposed to laugh. One Sunday morning in church I had tears in my eyes and was shaking to keep from laughing out loud. Two little boys in the pew in front of us were talking when one said to the other, "See, my fart don't stink!"